Carved Addiction

Poem By Taya Martinez

Gouge me with a scalpel
Stick me with a knife
Slice me with a razorblade
Cut me til I'm diced

Scrape me til I'm gored
Spread me til I'm thin
Break me til I'm fixed
Burn me til I'm singed

Chase me til I fall
Stake me til I confess
Hang me til I rot
Hate me til I'm blessed

Bend me til I snap
Push me til I'm gone
Scratch me til I'm nothing
Crush me til I'm wrong

Kill me til I'm dead
Bleed me til I stain
Hug me for forgiveness
Then start all over again

Comments about Carved Addiction

Every one of us is carved through experience. quite nice expression! !


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